[ he halts, there. goes silent. he sucks from his mouth, soft and hopefully silent as he readjusts, as he finds a comfier position. it didn't sting as much if he wasn't talking— hah, maybe it was a sign. he says nothing, other than an understanding nod, where he begins to follow right behind.
just the thought gave him shivers. he wouldn't even be here if it weren't for vriska. luckily, it didn't hit any important vessels either. ]
I don't think they wanted that.
[ maybe they had wanted his pain, first. the same as he did to them— despite not meaning to. but, death was death. ]
don't worry about it!! if it's getting hard we can always handwave!
just the thought gave him shivers. he wouldn't even be here if it weren't for vriska. luckily, it didn't hit any important vessels either. ]
I don't think they wanted that.
[ maybe they had wanted his pain, first. the same as he did to them— despite not meaning to. but, death was death. ]